Monday Playlist 7/13/20

Original in Memory (see lyrics below) 2014 (BMI)
Lyrics by Tony Harris - Vocal & Guitar by Phillip Clarkson 

AS I DROVE UP THE DRIVE WAY
I KNEW SOMETHING WAS WRONG
MY WIFE CAME RUNNING OUT
SAYING HURRY WE DON'T HAVE LONG

I CAN BARELY REMEMBER THAT DRIVE
CARS KEPT GETTING IN OUR WAY
FINALLY WE ARRIVED AT HIS HOME
I WILL NEVER FORGET THAT DAY

HE WAS SO VERY YOUNG
THAT'S WHY I'M WRITING THIS SONG
LEAVING US A FEW MONTHS AGO
WHY...WE WILL NEVER KNOW
OUR HEARTS ARE BROKEN
BUT HE WILL NEVER BE FORGOTTEN
SOME CALL THIS...THE GOOD HURT

HE NEVER KNEW FATHERHOOD
AND HIS LIFE WAS VERY SHORT
HE WAS LIKE A FATHER TO MANY
THE MEMORIES BRING US COMFORT

(REPEAT CHORUS)

GO REST HIGH ON THE MOUNTAIN
IS ENGRAVED IN HIS HEADSTONE
NOW HE'S RESTING ON THAT MOUNTAIN
SINGING WITH THE ANGLES AND NEVER ALONE

(REPEAT CHORUS)

SOME CALL THIS THE GOOD HURT

The Good Hurt (Lyrics by Tony Harris - Vocal/Music by Phillip Clarkson)

Lyrics...feel free to sing along. Thanks for listening!

Check the sails…carry on
Help me sing our favorite song
And it’s alright …yes, it’s alright
Make a run down the Coast
Maybe down to Old Mexico
It’s alright…yes, it’s alright

We can watch the sunlight fading from a lovely day
As we watch it fade away
No place that I’d rather be
Than in your lovin’ arms
Nothing ever felt so right

Dropped the sails in Monterey
Silver sunlight on the bay
And it’s alright …yes, it’s alright
Gentle swells on fair seas
Love that Coastal ocean breeze
And it’s alright …yes, it’s alright

As we watch the sunlight fading from a lovely day
As we watch it fade away
No place that I’d rather be
Than in your lovin’ arms
Nothing has ever felt so right
© David Skellenger July 2016

Sailing

Quick demo of one of my fav Bob Dylan songs: Spanish Boots of Spanish Leather. Thinking I'll work on this some more and release it on a CD. With a little cello maybe.  Yes?

https://www.facebook.com/BethWilliamMusic/

Spanish Boots of Spanish Leather by Beth Williams

Songwriters: DAVID TODD RAWLINGS,GILLIAN HOWARD WELCH

Guitar, Mandolin, Upright Bass and Vocals: Josh McAlexander

One More Dollar

video link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MLRS_5sVMoE


Words & Music: Pravinand Maharaj

Sorry that the world didn't end last night
Sorry everything turned out all right
and shattered all your dreams of Armageddon
Sorry everything still looks the same
The usual faces, the usual names
Maybe next time round things will be different

* And when we had that last dance together
You never thought that we'd see each other
as you toasted to the destruction
There was a gleam in your eye and a joy in your heart
Bad, bad world is gonna fall apart
Now it looks like you gotta do it all over again

Sorry that the world didn't end last night
Sorry that the sun came out alright
and shattered all your hopes for oblivion
Sorry that the birds still sing in the trees
Lazy lake rippling on a breeze
Who can tell the hour when we'll be leaving

*

Sorry That The World Didn't End Last Night(check out the Lee Lucas version on YouTube)

Ever wish you were somewhere else.  I know I'am not the only one who, at times,has to sit and listen while be chewed on.  Let your mind take you away.  John Prine- Nashville Songwriter Hall of Fame.  He won his first Grammy in 1991 and at age 70 he was named Artist of the Year by the Americana Music Association.  His songs have been recorded by the likes of Johnny Cash, Bettte Midler, Bonnie Raitt, George Strait and many others.  His new album , The Tree of Forgiveness is receiving so much acclaim.  Love this man

The Other Side Of Town( Cover-- John Prine)

Lord, I Hope This Day Is Good - Don Williams (vocal cover)

Rambler's Final Ride

Lyrics;
What's the point
He's up in the kitchen
Pours some coffee from the pot
He's looks out of the window
And thinks of all he's got
The world seemed so much sweeter
The day he drove up here
But that was then this is now
It's more bitter with each year

Maybe get some exercise
Go outside and get some air
But the television's on
So he ain't going anywhere

Maybe he'll just pack and go
He's tired of this joint
nothing left worth keeping
So really what's the point

Nothing here to tie him down
this cold just pains his joints there's nowhere else to go
So really what's the point
What's the point

He thinks about his old crew
And where they might be now
But he and they have all moved on
He'd never find them anyhow.

They're just ghosts to him
A memory and nothing more
He misses the days they were here
Beats staring at the floor

Can't go back and fix the past
He wishes that he could
And there is nothing here worth fixing
That would do him any good

Nothing here to tie him down
this cold just pains his joints
But there's nowhere else to go
So really what's the point

Maybe he'll just pack and go
He's tired of this joint
nothing left worth keeping
So really what's the point

What's The Point

Written and lead singing by Randy Arnold, who was our group leader.  
Old tracks from late 90s band Morry and I were members of - Ten Months Later. Morry played lead guitar and I played rhythm guitar and sang back up vocs. The main singer is our friend Randy Arnold who wrote this song. Other bandmates: Yandell Wood (Drums) and Matt Garlove (Bass), along with other friends. Recorded mainly in Matt's basement. Sadie Hawkins Dance was the name of the album.

Sadie Hawkins Dance

Don't Get To Deal (10ML)

Martin and I are back with our rendition of an R&B classic....These Arms of Mine.
These Arms of Mine" is a song written by soul musician Otis Redding. 
Released:October 1962.    If you have not heard Martins songs, check him out:
https://soundcloud.com/ver2xif


All music: Tom Adams
Vocals: Martin Jones
Mixing/mastering: Martin & Tom

These Arms of Mine .......... Martin Jones (Ver2xif)/Tom Adams

Lyrics

I was watching the moon last night
It was big white and bright
It lit up the night sky
And shone on the world below
Every time you walked into a room
And I looked at you
You were like the night sky moon
With your love shining through

And I miss you
I truly miss you
I miss you
I wish you were here again

I ran across the green green grass
In the open fields
It's coolness chilled my mind
Soothed my burning heart
Whenever you walked into the emptiness raging in my mind
The calmness in your smile
Brings me back home again
And I miss you
I truly miss you

Yes I miss you
I truly miss you
I miss you
I wish you were here with me

Break

So I looked at the moon last night
It was big white and bright
It lit up my night sky
The way you lit up my life
The first time you walked into my view
And I looked at you
It was signed sealed and delivered babe no-one else would ever do

And I miss you
Truly miss you
I really miss you
I wish you were here with me

Keep looking down on me
From way up above
And with your light so bright
Shine it on the ground I walk alone on
I miss you
I truly miss you

And I Miss You

Back when the world was old style 'normal' and I was young and mad for love i knew this girl.......... 
I hope you're all well out there and you and your families are navigating the new normal......."New Normal" Who came up with that ?  Has there ever been a time when the madmen were not at the helm ?  That nice lady who is leading New=Zealand should be made Queen of the world. I'd sleep a lot easier.   I hope you enjoy this love song.

You say that you're a goddess......I could have told you that,
as you adopt a position on your yoga mat.
I'm on my knees, I've got one eye on the door,
little queen of heaven, lying on the floor.

Standing in the river where the fishes swim,
waste deep and dappled, you've got freckles on your skin.
Flowers in the meadow, big bird in the sky,
thunder in the mountains, and laughter in your eye.

I trace the patterns, on your summer dress,
just to feel you tremble, and just to make you guess.
Living in the moment, we've got nothing planned,
an extraordinary woman and an ordinary man.

An Extraordinary Woman. (Steve Killingbeck)

Gene Jumper, Coward Of The County # 1. Kenny Rogers ( cover)

Coward Of The County, # 1, Gene Jumper ,Kenny Rogers ,( cover)

Experimental Take on this Early Original EJ Gem from 'Tumbleweed Connection' Album in 1970. Intended with all due respect as a rather relaxed, mellow Hi Gain-Lo Vol sorta' version. Not sure it works? Yet, Big Fun to create Vocal Harmonies, while re-imagining and playing more as a scaled-back Guitar and Vocal Coffee-House tune. Regardless, hope it's enjoyed in some way? As always, Listens, Comments, always appreciated. :D)))
Love Song - Original - Elton John
The words I have to say
May well be simple, but they're true
Until you give your love....
There's nothing more that we can do
[Chorus]
Love is the opening door
Love is what we came here for
No one could offer you more
Do you know what I mean?
Have your eyes really seen?
You say it's very hard
To leave behind the life we knew
But there's no other way
And now it's really up to you
[Chorus 2]
Love is the key we must turn
Truth is the flame we must burn
Freedom the lesson we must learn
Do you know what I mean?
Have your eyes really seen?
[Interlude]
[Chorus 3]
Love is the opening door
Love is what we came here for
No one could offer you more
Do you know what I mean?
Have your eyes really seen?
Do you know what I mean?
Have your eyes really seen?
Do you know what I mean?
Have your eyes really seen?
Do you know what I mean?
Have your eyes really seen?

Sunny Beaches Abound

Love Song - Revisited - (Version)

Love Song - Revisited (Late Night - Lo-Fi Version)

A special song about my Dad. (a tribute to John Prine's style of music)
Lyrics by Tony Harris that inspired Lizzie 
Vocal & Music by my friend Lizzie Taypen

I WOKE UP EVERY MORNIN'
TO THE SOUND OF HIM PLAYIN'
HIS OLD HARP IN THE KEY OF "C"
A GREAT MEMORY FOR ME

THEN HE WAS READY TO START HIS DAY
GRABBED HIS LUNCH...WAS ON HIS WAY
ALWAYS ARIVING EARLY AT THE JOB SITE
CAUSE BEIN' LATE WOULD NOT BE RIGHT

(CHORUS)
MY DADDY WAS A CARPENTER
HE LOVED DRIVIN' THEM NAILS
A SMALL TIME CONTRACTOR
ALWAYS FOCUSED ON DETAILS
NO AIR TOOLS BACK THEN
TO HIM…IT WAS A SIN
IF YOU DIDN'T USE A HAMMER

HIS WORK DAY'S...THEY WERE LONG
FILLED WITH HARD WORK AND SWEAT
NOW DON'T GET ME WRONG
MY DAD HAD NO REGRETS

HE LEARNED HIS TRADE
IN THE ARMY DURING THE WAR
WORE OUT MANY A SAW BLADE
AND HUNG MANY A DOOR

(REPEAT CHORUS)

ON SUNDAY WE WERE ALWAYS GOIN'
TO THE COUNTRY CHURCH NEXT DOOR
HIS BIBLE, HE WAS ALWAYS READIN'
DIDN'T WANT TO BE THE MAN HE WAS BEFORE

(REPEAT CHORUS)

2020 © Lyrics by Tony Harris (BMI)

My Daddy Was A Carpenter - Lyrics by Tony Harris - Featuring Lizzie Taypen - Original

Hey. Thanks for stopping by to see what’s up with me. I hope you are well. What I have noticed recently is, I am like an old dog now when I sleep. I close my eyes and dissolve into my dreams. There, I befriend people I may or may not not know... they may be essences of those past, or imaginative and archetypal beings of some significance. They may contain trace essences of people I know. I can fly, breathe under water, and I may on occasion travel the cosmos in a supernatural sense. I find the realm of dreams to be extraordinarily fascinating. A few years ago, I decided to begin to keep a dream journal which now is just shy of a hundred pages. A future book maybe? This song comes from an amalgamation of several recurring lucid dreams. Hope you like it, Mark

Administration's Album

She Whispers To Me

A track from the album Time and Tide, available on Bandcamp
amandasanderson.bandcamp.com/album/time-and-tide

Lyrics, music, mixing, production: Verulium:
https://verulium.bandcamp.com/releases
Vocals: Amanda Kim Sanderson

Do we share the blame,
In the wake of all we’ve seen?
Please let it be over.

In this purgatory
The sacrifice is rarely as it seems,
It’s never over.

A paradigm,
Fabricated for your peace of mind,
Carved into the mountain.

Worthless words,
That demean,
Carved into the mountain.

In the underworld
The denizens are waiting.
Now the time is drawing near.
There’s no sentiment,
Waiting for the incubus to appear.

Turn the tide,
Living in the shadows where we hide,
Sadness sits beside me.

This golden shore and the waves,
Bring solace in the chaos that we made
Please let it be over
The time is drawing near,
In the wake of the facing of our fear.

Paradise in resplendence,
As above,
Is always as below.

In gratitude, for endeavour,
In the realm.
Of shallowness we know.

Turn the tide,
Living in the shadows where we hide,
Sadness sits beside me.

This golden shore, and the waves,
Bring solace in the chaos that we made,
Please let it be over
Please let it be over.

In the shadows of the hollow where we hide,
Sadness sits beside me,
Make the change
And try to turn the tide
Turn the tide.

Time and Tide

Paradise In Resplendence

Cooking up the heat and boogie woogie with John. I had two things on my mind writing these lyrics ~ memories of working in a hotel in London when the chef set up a wooden chopping board at the far end of the kitchen, and expertly threw knives at it from the other end when he got pissed off with somebody ~ and seeing all my SoundCloud friends who also regularly burn their dinners when "just nipping back" to adjust a track they are recording :-D
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vmr7HfkkvcI

John Laurence: piano & instrumental composition https://soundcloud.com/john-poletti
Chris Okunbor: vocals, harp, lyrics, vocal composition

Available on all streaming services.

Troubles in the Kitchen

Troubles In The Kitchen ~ Chris O & John Laurence (Video link in notes)

That Old Bridge

We  hope you are having a great Summer!  A lonely old man trying to deal with overwhelming loss.  A pretty sad song.😏
Hope you like it!

Lyrics;
The old bridge spans the gully
And still it's standing strong
But no one's been across it
In oh so very long

And this old house I'm living in
Is much more than a home
It shares the sweetest memories
My world's ever known

I see the mountains
On a moonlit night
Where ghosts of the past
Will take their flight

The stars shine in the heavens
As if to to let me know
That I'm not alone
In this old house below

And I know you are watching
From out there up high
You shine with stars
As I look to the sky

Sometimes it seems hard
To get up every day
I miss you in the morning
And the funny things you'd say

When the wind's blowing gently
I hear your name
Close my eyes and see your face
And so briefly feel no pain

Looking out the window
II'll watch the world go by
The seasons come and go
Tears still fill my eyes

And the old bridge spans the gully
And still it's standing strong
But no one's been across it
In oh so very long

That Old Bridge

Love country, folk, rock, gospel, blues and 60's style rock/pop music. I also post a Monday Playlist each week. My main page is Tony's Lyrics https://soundcloud.com/tonyslyrics

Monday Playlist 7/13/20

Country/Folk/Rock/Blues/Gospel - Monday Playlist